My Guardian Mr Bo

Bo Yan likes it very much, and most like to hold her in a posture of being guarded by herself, and watch TV with her~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to eat, chat, do all kinds of things.

It made him feel full and relieved.

"After a hard afternoon, I'm exhausted, what did you have for dinner?" Bo Yan asked softly with his jaw pressed against her forehead.

"No, nothing, just drank some soup." An Ge'er nestled in his arms, very well-behaved.

Bo Yan looked at her quiet little appearance, his eyes flashed, "Have something on my mind?"

An Ge'er was startled, and then couldn't help sighing.

Is her emotion so obvious on her face?

Her eyes were deep, thinking about the note, her tone was paused, and she slowly said, "Uncle, I just want to know, in your best youth, what will you do at that time?"

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, or even twenty, how did he live his life? If he wrote that letter, would he really miss her so much in the past ten years?

Hearing this, Bo Yan narrowed his brows slightly, "Why do you suddenly remember to ask this?"

An Ge'er rubbed his chest and relied on saying, "I'm just very lucky to meet you at the most beautiful time in my life."

Eighteen years old is the age when flowers bloom.

When Bo Yan heard this, a smile appeared in his eyes. He did not directly answer An Ge'er's question, but said a word in a soft voice, which made An Ge'er's heart tremble suddenly.

His cold and thin lips lightly opened, his eyes filled with intoxicating tenderness, "My most beautiful time is not a certain stage, but until I meet you and guard you, it is the most beautiful time in my life. "

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When An Ge'er heard these words, her eyes suddenly became hot while she was nestling on his chest.

Immediately afterwards, a hazy mist of water floated up.

Blindfolded.

At that moment, An Ge'er thought, Bo Yan, this man, even if he had calculated her for more than ten years, she recognized her, willingly and willingly, because she had to admit that she really couldn't escape him. Love network.

Can't escape his every tender love words, can't escape, every affectionate gaze of him.

"Uncle..."

She hugged him tightly.

But Bo Yan pulled her away and looked at her slightly flushed eyes, feeling sorry in his heart, "Hey, it's been so long now, you still call me uncle?"

"What's that called?"

She is rarely confused.

Bo Yan asked her to look at her hand and said, "Call...husband."

An Ge'er blushed.

Just buried it in the quilt and cheated on him, "I didn't hear it."

Bo Yan's eyes are helpless, but full of pets.

The two played sweetly on the bed for a while, and Bo Yan suddenly said, "I have received the certificate, where do you want to go for your honeymoon?"

As soon as An Ge'er heard it, she immediately sat up from the bed, her hair was still a bit messy, she opened her eyes wide and asked, "Really, do we have a honeymoon?"

Looking at the hope in her eyes, Bo Yan clenched her hand and closed her head slightly.

He thought An Ge'er wanted to go, and looked forward to it, but he didn't want her little girl to say such a sentence, which made him really... helpless and unspeakable.

"I thought... our kind of underground love marriage can't... honeymoon."